Last time, Jiang Feng was angry and taught the Qianmen disciples who were following them a hard lesson.

In the gate of heaven outside the gate, Jing Haoran reported the incident just now to the master, and Ah Jing was naturally fanning the wind on the side to light the ghost fire, but the head didn't seem to care about his words, ignored them, but praised Jing Haoran's way of handling them. Although Ah Jing was not convinced, the person in front of him was his father after all, so he had no choice but to say no more and retreat aside. Seeing that all the disciples had arrived, the head of the sect ordered to be quiet, and said in a stern tone: "There are still a few days before the four factions will meet the martial arts, our Tianmen has always been the first of the four factions outside the gate, and this victory should be a must-win." Since the martial arts regulations can only produce two disciples from each faction, I thought twice and decided that Hao'er and Jing'er would participate in this martial arts. When the disciples heard this, they couldn't help but talk about it, and they were afraid that the head of the sect would hear it, so they muttered in a low voice: "Of course, Senior Brother Jing (brother) has no objection to the battle, and his strength is definitely qualified to participate, but Ah Jing, his martial arts are average, his swordsmanship is mediocre, and he has no unique skills, if he is allowed to go, wouldn't it be a waste of a place to participate, it is really incomprehensible!" In fact, what kind of city man is the head of the Heavenly Gate, how can he regard the reputation and status of the sect as a child's play, he also knows what the disciples are talking about, at this moment, he seems to be deaf, because he has already had a comprehensive plan in his heart, secretly laying a puzzle, and everything is implemented according to his original plan. Jing Haoran naturally belongs to the superior faction, but his son Dugujing is...

On the road leading to Qianmen, a middle-aged man in high spirits was riding a black and brown horse. The sword eyebrows are slightly raised, the eyes are bright, and the face is delicate and a little elegant, but I am afraid that he was also a handsome man when he was young. There were two people in front of him, it was the tall and thin man and the short and fat man who were injured by Jiang Feng just now, and the middle-aged man asked, "You two, why were you beaten like this, what about you Senior Sister Lin?" The thin and tall man supported Humpty Dumpty, Humpty Dumpty covered his chest, and the two of them explained the truth of the matter to the middle-aged man sentence by sentence. After listening, the middle-aged man turned over and dismounted, and said, "You two hurry up and ride my 'black date' back to heal your wounds, and I'll meet that kid." The two of them wanted to say something more, but in an instant, the middle-aged man flew away with light skills and disappeared from their sight.

Let's say that Jiang Feng and Xiao Duyu walked another way, because they didn't know the terrain, they went around a few circles just now, wasting a lot of physical strength. Twilight felt a little tired, so she found an open space to sit down, she took out a small bottle from her arms, and slowly poured the liquid into her mouth, suddenly feeling comfortable and refreshed. Jiang Feng looked at the big sun in the sky, and the dark clouds on the side were slowly hitting it, and it seemed that there might be a heavy rain later. Xiao Duyu also threw a bottle to Jiang Feng and said, "Drink it quickly." Jiang Feng turned the bottle around in confusion, opened the cork and smelled the taste, and asked, "Miss Xiao, what is this?" Xiao Duyu was a little impatient, and said: "If you want to drink it, you can drink it, this is a good medicine that I use in the mountains to pick Tian Qi Sanjiu, honeysuckle and other herbs and brew them with my unique method, which can relieve people from fatigue and feel relaxed." Jiang Feng nodded very seriously, and then drank it in one go, he felt that his eyes lit up, and his whole body suddenly refreshed a lot, and praised: "Miss Xiao, you are worthy of being a disciple of the medical immortal, and you really live up to your reputation." Xiao Duyu took the bottle back, carefully put it back into the baggage, and said, "It's a piece of cake, if my master is still in the world, his old man will definitely make a better elixir and jade brew." Jiang Feng knew that she missed her teacher again, and he was very interested in not bothering her, thinking to himself: I don't know what happened to the capital, has Brother Yan recruited a lot of heroes from all over the world? Miss Fang, she is all right? Wang Yixin, that guy is probably using his 'volley skill' method again, and he will help the world. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile. Suddenly, Liu Bingbing's sweet smile, gentle words, and amazing shadow flashed in his mind, Jiang Feng knew that he couldn't help but miss her, and he silently asked in his heart: Bingbing, oh, no, Miss Liu, how are you doing? Jiang Feng sighed, shook his head a little sadly, and slammed his fist to the grass.

"Dare to ask the two friends in front of you, do you know how to get to Qianmen?" a loud voice came from beside them, perhaps both of them were too focused on their thoughts, and someone flashed to their side without noticing. Jiang Feng raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and his heart was wary, because along the way, except for the disciple of the Qianmen who was looking for faults, he had never seen any shadow haunting, and the person in front of him appeared unconsciously at this time, and couldn't help but ask: "This senior, this friend of mine is also a newcomer, and he is not familiar with the terrain here, so he may not be able to help you." The middle-aged man stretched, yawned again, sat down next to Jiang Feng, and said with a smile: "Oh? Since this is the case, I will follow the two, one person is very lonely to walk, and the three of them are only having some fun walking together." Jiang Feng looked at his face, it was a face without murderous aura, that is, such an unusual peace made him feel more and more uneasy in his heart, and said: "Senior, I don't know your high surname, what do you have to do with Qianmen?" The middle-aged man threw the sword in his hand aside, lay down on his back, and said: "Don't call me senior, but you are dozens of years old, and I don't look so old." Seeing him so humorous, Xiao Duyu laughed happily and said, "Do you still want to be younger than Jiang Feng?" The middle-aged man stood up with his left foot, put his right foot up, and said, "Naturally, I think I haven't reached the age of standing yet, haha." Jiang Feng watched him keep using gags to avoid his own face-to-face problems, and the uneasiness in his heart became even stronger, and he said loudly: "Senior, who are you? If you come to trouble me and the two, please don't beat around the bush." Who knew that the middle-aged man pretended not to hear, looked up at the dark clouds that slowly covered the scorching sun, and sighed: "The black clouds cover the sun, I'm afraid that this trip will not go well!" After a while, he turned his face and said, "Ah, Jiang Feng, what did you just say?" Jiang Feng got up suddenly, showed the cold iron and silver spear, and said: "Even my name is known, it seems that the person who came is really not good, if you want to make a move, please hurry up." This girl has nothing to do with that, how about letting her go first?" I thought that if I said this, the other party would not continue to pretend and show her true colors. Who knew that the middle-aged man was still lying leisurely, whistled, and said: "I see that you are really older than me, the reason why I know that your name is Jiang Feng is because the little girl said it herself just now, I just wrote it down in an instant, it seems that you are very forgetful, haha!" Xiao Duyu grabbed Jiang Feng's sleeve and said: "Jiang Feng, I think you are too nervous because of the series of things that happened today, I think he has no ill will towards us, it was you who misunderstood him." Jiang Feng thought about it carefully, although it was not clear what his purpose was, but it was indeed rude to treat his seniors too impulsively like this, so he put away the silver gun.

The middle-aged man suddenly picked up the sword and stood up, and said: "This brother's spear is very handsome, and the bright silver spear is very compatible with you, are you also going to find trouble in Qianmen?" Xiao Duyu was about to answer and tell the middle-aged man that she and Jiang Feng were afraid that Qianmen would come to find trouble, but Jiang Feng stopped him in advance, but he said: "Naturally not, how can I get married with Qianmen, one of the four major factions outside Guanwai, when I first arrived outside the Guanwai?" The middle-aged man seemed a little disappointed and said: " Alas, I thought that the two of you and I had the same intention, and I wanted to go to the meeting with you, but it seems that I was looking for the wrong person. Jiang Feng said: "Well, since we are different from our predecessors, we don't conspire with each other, let's say goodbye." After speaking, he pulled Xiao Duyu and hurried on the road.

"Jiang Feng stayed, it turns out that you are a liar?" The stern voice of a middle-aged man came from behind him. Jiang Feng turned around and asked, "Why did the seniors say this?" The middle-aged man clenched the sword in his hand, pointed to the token on Jiang Feng's waist and said, "Brother, don't think that I don't know the goods, the token hanging on your waist is the token of Qianmen, and when do you want to deceive me?" Jiang Feng felt that the atmosphere had changed, and said: "This token is not me, and I am not a disciple of Qianmen." The middle-aged man's face suddenly turned angry, and he pulled out the sword in his hand, the blade of this sword was semi-concave, and there was a concave flame oval in the center of the sword body, and the whole sword faintly revealed a trace of fiery red light. Jiang Feng was just about to pull out the cold iron silver spear, but the middle-aged man was like lightning, only to see a flying shadow coming, his spear head had been controlled, and the fiery red sword was also on his neck. Jiang Feng was shocked into a cold sweat, he didn't expect the other party's movement speed to be so fast, and his skill was so high, he knew that as long as the other party moved slightly, he would die with a whimper. Although the middle-aged man's move is indeed a sneak attack, he has to admit that his martial arts are superior and should be above Jiang Feng...

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